"Who said anything about turns?"

I smiled and stepped forward, placing both my hands on Petyr's barrel of a chest. I lifted myself up to my tip toes and brought my lips to his. Petyr accepted the kiss enthusiastically. He grabbed my ass and lifted me up closer to his face. My breasts pressed into his chest, my dress barely covering them. I broke the kiss and leaned forward, bringing my lips close to his ear.

"Who said anything about turns?" I said, turning my head just enough to see Raja's reaction. He was a statue. I looked back at Petyr who had a wry grin spread across his face. I walked over and kissed him, enjoying the different stature, different lips. The scruffle on his upper lip and cheek scratched at my lips.

I felt a tug behind my neck then the straps to my dress fell loose. I let them drop, my dress still clinging at my hips while my breasts were exposed. I turned to see Petyr standing right next to me, the culprit of the strap drop, and kissed him. Back and forth, I kissed the two European men as they began undressing themselves. My hand slid inside Raja's open shirt, rubbing my palms across his chest and stomach before I helped him slide the flowery clothing off his shoulders. Petyr pulled off his tank top, my hands roaming the large, hardened surface of his chest while my tongue explored Raja's mouth.

I admired the two shirtless men for a time before my hands drifted further south, tugging Petyr's shorts. Once they hit the floor, I did the same to Raja. Both men stood before me in just their simple, black briefs. Their bulges extruded the thin cotton. I could see the distinct shape of their uncircumsized heads straining against the fabric, begging to be released.

I got down on both knees and smiled up at the two men. I didn't need to say anything. They knew exactly what I wanted. And they gave it to me.

Oh boy. What have I gotten myself into? I thought as their boxers hit the floor, Raja's full length and Petyr's full girth dangling hard and heavy between their legs.

Slowly, I reached up and grasped one in each hand, Raja in my right and Petyr in my left.

"Oh yea, baby," Petyr groaned, encouragingly as I began to pump lightly. "That's it."

The heads of their cocks poked out through their foreskin as I upped my effort, pumping harder with my arms and shoulders. I could feel them pulse in my hands and I found myself face to face - literally - with a dilemma. Which cock do I suck first?

I quickly decided Petyr as I was jerking him off with my off-hand and, as much as he seemed to be enjoying it, I felt bad that he probably wasn't getting the good, experienced coordination that Raja was. I pulled at his cock causing him to step forward then, once it was within range, I stuffed the thick head into my mouth. My jaw creaked open as I tried my best to accommodate him. He stretched my lips thin and my jaw to the max, but the feeling of his hard, warm, throbbing flesh stretching my mouth was incredible. I could only manage a few inches at first but that seemed to be enough for him.

"Oh, that's it," Petyr groaned, placing his hands on my head. My right hand kept its efforts, stroking the full hardened length of Raja's shaft. I moaned as Petyr pushed a bit deeper, the vibrations from my vocal cords causing him to shutter. "Fuck, yes. Just like that."

Raja tapped my head with the head of his cock. "My turn," he said. I popped my lips off of Petyr then turned to Raja. I opened wide and took him in my mouth. Raja's length was more manageable, though still a challenge. He hit the back of my throat easier and I had to fight my gag reflex as he pushed further. I bobbed my head back and forth, taking more and more of him with each pass.

"Oh, yea, Mandy," Raja moaned. "Fuck, yea." I could taste the salty pre-cum leaking from his tip. I switched back to Petyr, slobbering all over the head of his cock, working my tongue around the sensitive ridge, then back to Raja, taking him deep again, my nose pressing against his pelvis.

Back and forth I went, swapping from one to the other. I tried my best to give each one equal attention, but Petyr's girth demanded more of my mouth and jaw, while Raja's length pushed my throat to its limit. The challenge was thrilling, and I was so wet I could feel it dripping down my thighs.